Love is the expression

Love is the expression
Love is the expression of simplicity in emotion

The unattainable longing that comes so unexpectedly

With great subtlety and bliss
  

Jun, 12 2010     136 chars (1 sms)     2365 views       Love

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They don''t LUV dat
don''t show their LUV
d course of TRUE LUV
ever did run smooth
LUV is a familiar
LUV is a devil
Dere''s no DEVIL ANGEL
bt LUV ... =]

-Shakespare-
""to love and to beloved is to feel sunlight form both sides""...
Love Is Being Honest Wid Urselt @ All Times
Being Honest Wid Other Persom @ All Times
Telling, Respecting, Listening The Truth & Never Pretending . . .
Man Askd God: What''s LOVE . . .? ? ?

GOD Said: Go To The Garden & Get The Most Beautiful Flower.

Man Returned Empty Handed & Told Tht: I Found The Most Beautiful Flower But I Ket Walking In Hope Of A Better One And Then I Realised I Ignored The Best One. I Went Back But Could Not Find It There. . .

GOd Said: This Is LOVE . . .! ! !
U Don''t Value It When u Have It
But
Repent When U Lose It. . .

So Never Let Ur Love Go . . .
Khuda hamari tarah tumhe tanhaayi na de,
Hum jee lenge tanha, par tumhe Judai na de,
hamari nigahon mein basi rahe apki soorat,
Aapko bhale hi hum dikhayi na de
An aching heart is like a small baby which can only cry..
but it wont be able to experss its feelings..
So dont hurt anybody
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet


~ William Shakespeare ~
I Love To Walk In The Rain,
Cause No One Can Feel My Pain.
No One Can See Me Cry,
Cause Tears Mix With Them And Finally Die.
"TEARS ARE SILENT LANGUAGE OF LOVE"...
WHEN TEARS COME WITH REASON MEANS U GOT SOME PROBLEM
BUT WHEN TEARS COME WITHOUT ANY REASON MEANS UR IN LOVE..
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don''t know how to replenish it''s source.

It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds;

it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Kuch log jindgi me daga pate he,jndgi kitni anmol he ye bhul jate he,jindgi
jina to gulab se sikho jo khud tutkar b do dilo ko mila jate hai

Uss k honton ka tabassum rahay qayaim “YA RUB”
Uss k jeevan main khushiyon ka basaira ker day…

Tu meri “KARB” ki raaton ko bhalay khatam na ker,
Uss ke her shaam k aakhir mai “SAWAIRA” ker day.

Uss k “DIL” k kisi konay main jaga day mujh ko…
Uss ki “AANKHON” ko meray sapnon say khaira ker day

Yeh meray dil ki dua hay “MERA MOLA SUN LAY”…
Saaaari duniya say chupa ker “USSAY MERA KER DAY”